Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Feng Sujin listened to Jun Mohan's words and nodded, thinking of her father, her heart was always heavy.

But thinking that my father would wake up, there was a hint of hope and hope in my heart.

When Feng Sujin got on the car and Jun Mohan's car had left the hospital, Lan Beichen was still standing by the window upstairs, watching quietly, without moving, the whole person was like a statue.

The scene was too beautiful and harmonious, but his eyes hurt and his heart hurt.

But he also knew that he was ineligible now and could only look at it from such a distance.

He wanted to see her, but the scene he saw made his heart more uncomfortable.

He kept thinking about his grandfather's words, and laughed at himself, still grandpa seeing people accurately, Feng Sujin is really a good girl, but unfortunately he was blindfolded by Liu Shiya and led his nose away.

A few days ago, Liu Shiya was in trouble again, committed suicide, and wanted to see him.

He will never see her again. He hates deception the most, and Liu Shiya should deceive him most.

Perhaps as Feng Sujin said, his heart is cold and ruthless! But since you are ruthless, why are you feeling bored.

I didn't know how long I stood, knowing that my whole body was stiff, before Lan Beichen turned around.

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Jun Mohan drove Feng Sujin to a special nursing care hospital.

In the top VIP care room, Feng Sujin met her father who was lying there, and her eyes grew wet.

She walked over and sat down beside her, tears falling down.

"Dad, when can you wake up, I miss you so much ..."

"Rest assured, I'm fine now, my sister is also fine, she's in Nanliu ..."

"Dad, I used to feel very lonely and painful, but now I want to come, maybe those experiences are just for me to meet someone better. His name is Jun Mohan, which is very good to me ..."

"Dad, I don't think my mother is an orphan said by the old demon. What happened then? Who did those things to you?"

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Feng Sujin Suxu said a lot, and tears kept flowing.

She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help crying in front of her closest relative.

Her father used to be a very elegant person, but now she can only lie here. She wants to see him smile at herself, like a child, saying that Su Jin must be strong.

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Jun Mohan couldn't bear Feng Sujin's sadness and went in to pull her out.

He took her in his arms and gently wiped her tears. "Ajin, don't cry, you cry like this hurts my heart, I dare not bring you here next time."

"I didn't hold back."

Jun Mohan sighed, his eyes glowed with distress, "Okay, don't cry, father will be okay, huh?"

"Ok."

"Good, it's snowing outside, don't you like snow? Go and see."

After entering the winter, Feng Sujin had been looking forward to snow, and suddenly heard it, her eyes flashed a light.

Jun Mohan took her hand and walked out. Under the night, under the light, snowflakes were falling and it was beautiful.

There was a smile on the corner of Feng Sujin's mouth.

Watching Feng Sujin laughed, Jun Mohan was relieved, and seeing her sad, his heart was just as twisted.

Feng Sujin ran in the snow for a while, and Jun Mohan was afraid she would catch a cold, took her to the car, and went home for dinner.

Feng Sujin was in the car, remembering those words that Mrs. Feng and Lan Beichen had said in the hospital before, and told those things to Jun Mohan.

Jun Mohan listened patiently as he drove, and analyzed, "That is to say, there were other people involved in the events of the year. And the Fengjia industry is likely to be left to his father by the father?"